This Christmas, I found a book of my grade school poetry about Christmas. It was most likely a school project that turned into a lovely gift for my mother or father since I never received allowance. Sorry, mom! You deserved better. I was poor and not a writer. But, this gift is pure comedic gold. It is obvious that I am not a writer and that my grammar sucks/ed. Both true today, but my penmanship has improved! My personality is written all over this book of Christmas poetry. Hilarious stuff.
I loved rereading some of this poetry, like Green and the other subject poetry that also made no sense, but provides good advice like "do not eat too much candy or else you will end up green." This is not poetry, but a book of advice (and advice of how not to write poetry). Luckly for you, dear reader, I decided to also share this other poetic gem to the left, which possessed my favorite line: " 'Now be careful with your money' said Mom" Haha, again this is not poetry but my mom's advice that she still shares with me to this day. Haha. Nice try, childhood self. This wrapping paper covered book is hilarious and I hope that you did not receive "gift[s that] aren't so exciting." Happy holidays, everyone!
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